No, I'm not alone. But the only people who want to talk to me are guys with
romantic/sexual interest in me.
Yes, I have friends. But my friends are always too busy, and don't seem to be
able to make time for me.
No, people don't hate me. But they let little things give them a general
distaste for me. They think I'm too liberal, or too alternative, or too
emotional, or too hard to understand.
Yes, I could be more open. But the majority of people can't even begin to
understand what reality is like for people with mental illness, and they'll only
judge me as lazy and attention-seeking.

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